"What does Miss Feng think of the Eighth Prince?"

Feng Qianye fortified Hao Ren, and thought about it again and again, "The folk girl and the eighth prince only have one side, and they don't know each other. ”

Vaguely, Hao Ren affirmed the idea in his heart.

"The difference between the emperor and the eighth prince is only one year old, not long ago the queen mother held a draft ceremony for the emperor, the palace is wondering, should it also be done for the eighth prince, but I don't know what kind of woman he likes, the emperor, do you know?"

Xin Jiuyuan was forcibly pulled into the group chat, but he only coldly posted a picture of shaking his head.

"It's okay not to know, when the time comes, recruit talented women, he has what he likes, Miss Feng, do you say yes or no?"

Feng Qianye nodded in agreement, and the expression management system had long been out of control.

Hao Ren sneered at the corner of his mouth, it seems that this trip, he must be more auspicious.

……

In the school field, Xin Jiuyuan walked in front, Hao Ren was half a step behind, Fude Road and Qingya stood aside, and the four people of spring, summer, autumn and winter formed a matrix, always vigilant.

In the center of the school field, all the soldiers who were training saw Xin Jiuyuan, put down their weapons one after another, knelt down and shouted long live.

Xin Jiuyuan walked up to the high platform of the school field and looked down at the thousands of people below, but there was no sense of accomplishment in his heart.

These people are not surrendering to themselves, but the city lord of Qingcheng.

I'm just a phantom instilled in their brains.

"I am here this time, I only hope that you will do your best to protect Qingcheng, Qingcheng is the arm of the imperial city, you are my arms, your protection in exchange for the peace and prosperity of Qingcheng, I will soon revise the military system, and reward you for your merits."

As soon as these words came out, it was like explosive news, and there was a lot of discussion in the audience, and it was only for a moment, and it was exchanged for a deafening cry.

"The ministers swear to protect the city of Qingcheng to the death, and protect the pure land of the next city for the Feng Kingdom."

Hao Ren, who was standing under the stage, looked at the man on the stage with golden light, and his eyes were full of worship and love.

The man she fancied was really different.

Born as an emperor, he has the proud posture of the emperor and the wisdom and strategy of the emperor.

Although the rewards may be large or small, this reward is given by the Son of Heaven and should be cherished.

Xin Jiuyuan looked at Hao Ren, he would never let his woman down.

Now that the world is named after him, he will not lose it.

Feng Qianlin and Feng Qianye never expected this to be the case, but they could only kneel down to accept the emperor's grace.

After an inspection, everyone's eyes on Xin Jiuyuan have changed, and their views on Hao Ren have also changed.

If the emperor was really deceived by the demon girl, how could he make such a wise move!

In this closed school ground, they originally looked at people by rumors, which could not be fully believed.

Just as Xin Jiuyuan and Hao Ren were leaving, Feng Qianlin glanced at the lookout in the distance.

As his gaze retracted, a sharp arrow followed, pointing directly at Hao Ren.

Although Qingya and the others were prepared, they were not as quick as Xin Jiuyuan's eyes, and they hugged Hao Ren and retreated, so they could dodge the arrow.

But after this arrow, another arrow followed.

has a posture of never giving up if he doesn't kill Hao Ren.

Slowly, sharp arrows turned into a rain of arrows, and the soldiers on the school field showed their weapons to resist.

With this barrier, no matter how big the rain of arrows is, there is nothing to fear.

Everyone focused on blocking the arrows, ignoring Feng Qianlin behind him, Xin Jiuyuan took Hao Ren and kept retreating, until he retreated to Feng Qianlin's side.

When Hao Ren noticed that he had only drawn his sword and was not involved in resisting, it was too late.

The sword pierced the throat......